you look like Mexico,
familiar old soul
sitting in the silhouette of sunset
gazelle eyes, lips inked red as your corset
lingering notes from flamenco guitar
you play a thousand times, by the bar
each sharp crescendo, each staccato beat,
crimson, emerald and indigo bursting heat
fireworks, heady like tequila lime and salt
i drink like i don't care until
i am full of thunder
you smell like Mexico,
familiar old soul
roads under our wheels, sand everywhere
tequila lime, salt, beer on breath
summer heat blowing from the border,
Mexico gets into my head, and suddenly
you are more than just a girl in my arms
making me wish for more than just this road trip,
when i see a shooting star
in the pale moonlight, I kiss you hard
you taste like Mexico,
familiar old soul
my hands reach for you as I come alive
familiar old soul
sitting in the silhouette of sunset
gazelle eyes, lips inked red as your corset
lingering notes from flamenco guitar
you play a thousand times, by the bar
each sharp crescendo, each staccato beat,
crimson, emerald and indigo bursting heat
fireworks, heady like tequila lime and salt
i drink like i don't care until
i am full of thunder
you smell like Mexico,
familiar old soul
roads under our wheels, sand everywhere
tequila lime, salt, beer on breath
summer heat blowing from the border,
Mexico gets into my head, and suddenly
you are more than just a girl in my arms
making me wish for more than just this road trip,
when i see a shooting star
in the pale moonlight, I kiss you hard
you taste like Mexico,
familiar old soul
my hands reach for you as I come alive
Guitar and original music composition of Herotomost of Mexican Radio * ~ Thanks Corey ~
Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - OpenLinkNight - Monday
and D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Tuesday
i like the near refrain that runs through this grace...nice visuals and very descriptive as well...shooting stars make me want to kiss as well...and a bit of lime is never a bad thing...smiles...
ReplyDeleteWell now, this happens to be one of my all time favourite songs, and it has inspired a very beautiful poem. I guess when Mexico creeps into your heart, it's there to stay.
ReplyDeleteI love this - "you look like Mexico, familiar old soul".......that runs through the poem.........this is lovely to read.
ReplyDeleteNice song like quality to it indeed, of course it would be as you used the song..lol...still not sure I want to go near mexico though.
ReplyDeletea powerful mix, tequila and that old guitar. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteHaaaaa!!!!!...that was awesome! I love the romantic lilt because that is exactly what that song is for me. Road trips, music, exploring likes and dislikes and the anticipation of new love. Anticipation...ahhhhh yes. What a great treat for me to see this, makes me feel pretty good. Thanks Grace....thats why you rock!!!!! " I drink like I don't care until I am full of Thunder......" what a great line. Heavy sigh.......
ReplyDeleteI am happy you like it Corey ~ I wanted to relate to not just the city, but to a place that evokes such memories ~ Thanks for the inspirational music ~
DeleteGreat song (Herotomost) your words did it justice too Grace. Well done!
ReplyDeleteFABULOUS! Touching all the senses, this piece is utterly romantic and a wee bit erotic. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteoh, i really like it, especially the very first line. excellent!
ReplyDeleteI've been watching you grow as a poet on this site, and this is the pinnacle of what I have seen from you so far. Extraordinary! Mexico is one of my old haunts, and you brought it to life with such fire. Great song, and a fantastic take on it!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the lovely words and compliments ~ I like to believe that I am improving and growing as a writer week by week ~
DeleteWhat beautiful music and words...I too yearn for Mexico...My husband and I have talked of buying a home in Cozumel.
ReplyDeleteThis one is so much different than any other works I've seen from you - I loved all of them but this one was especially intriguing. Well done, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteGreat /s/ alliteration in the opening. LOVE this section:
ReplyDelete"each sharp crescendo, each staccato beat,
crimson, emerald and indigo bursting heat
fireworks, heady like tequila lime and salt
i drink like i don't care until
i am full of thunder"
And this twist was quite moving:
"making me wish for more than just this road trip,
when i see a shooting star
in the pale moonlight, I kiss you hard"
Beautiful work, Grace.
This was wonderful to read!
ReplyDeleteI now wish I was in Mexico....
I love the lyrical tone and the projected thoughts...
I wish I could hear Corey's song...it wouldn't work for me...
I will come back n' try again...
I too love the seduction of your imagery!
I like indigo bursting around me...
ReplyDeleteAhh! This poem took me into the romantic side of Mexico that I heard about, but did not live myself. AND now, ok, I see and feel it too.
ReplyDelete"roads under our wheels"....so many wonderful lines in this! :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm liking "Like Mexico". :)
ReplyDeleteOh, this sings to me even without the audio... makes me want to book a trip to Mexico right now. I guess I'll just have to live vicariously through you.
ReplyDeleteYou made me want to be there, and the repetitions worked really well. It is full of thunder!
ReplyDeleteLovely reading of Corey's haunting tune Heaven. Enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteA fantastic poem with wonderful visuals. Nicely done, Grace.
ReplyDeleteThe song was kool, but your words blew me away. I loved them, wanted them, coveted them. Excellente. I'd even drink in Mexico to hear this.
ReplyDeleteSuch easy 'grace' in rendering this piece. So polished and elevated. Wonderful job. I really enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteWell grace, I would not drink in Mexico--because they would throw me out of the country--grin! (That's the truth!)
ReplyDeleteHOWEVER, I agree with Timoteo (above) as to your change, growth in content and style. Being "on the road again" (LOVE it!) with all the attendant memories, old, new, and yet to be. And you keep a continuity running throughout--nice touch!
I could have simply stated , "I like it!", and saved you all this reading--grin!
PEACE!
This piece comes alive for me and it sings itself! Nice, nice write!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed Corey's song the first time I heard it, and now I know all it needed was your poem to bring back all my memories, good and bad, from a great many visits to Mexico. Wonderfully done, Grace.
ReplyDeleteK
Gazelle eyes, lips linked red as your corset.. Really nice. The whole piece is so colourful and reminds me of the colours in a beautiful Mexican sunset.
ReplyDeleteAwesome! All senses engaged, and you've a wonderful play with the words. Made it an absolute pleasure to read.
ReplyDeletethe music, the words, the feeling...
ReplyDeletei want to visit!
This was beautiful. It provoked a slight melancholia because I live in New Mexico, an hour from the border. But due to the high level of violence there I haven't been to see, feel or taste Mexico in a long time. I miss it.
ReplyDeleteWow, this is so passionate, igniting every sense with south-of-the-border spice. I loved it.
ReplyDeletevery cool..i like all the touches..the flamenco guitar and the tequila..makes it very vivid and palpable...and then the personification in the closure works really well
ReplyDeleteGreat write Heaven. Love the imagery and repetition here. Very cool piece. Thanks
ReplyDeleteStill smiling from this :) Tangible and beautiful :) xoxo
ReplyDeleteMexico...I imagine... would be a lovely place to be, with the tequila out as well:)
ReplyDeleteAdura x
I love that the touch and scent takes us to another place. And you have made it vivid enough for all of us to sense. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteps~Thank you for visiting my cummings post. Hope to see you again. :)
lovely rhythm and flow to this poem. this could well be a great song, if someone puts it to tunes.kudos!
ReplyDeleteI've lived 5 or 6 hours from Mexico for almost 22 years now, yet not been there yet. It would be just as you imagine, I think. Hot and fun and flaming with passion.
ReplyDeleteI think I know the taste of Mexico, tho. That tequila and lime!
xoxo